Open Poetry #48 |
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Saturday Night For The Old-Folks |
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rabittlover Junior Member
since 2012-04-07
Posts 46 |
And so, now the sun begins to hide her head in darkest clouds. Thunderheads with silent lighting drifting our way--troubled night ahead The five-year-old (great-grand-daughter) showing us her latest "ouchy" convinced it will never go away--that blister. She is all we have tonight of fort-two years of marriage-- but it's enough. Her mother no doubt "cruising" looking for that lonely guy to give her love. Well, best of luck to her--we are not judges, and besides, who has the energy? In the morning, Father's Day, its out for breakfast, and then the five-year-old goes home with her mother. Have to go now, "Sponge Bob" is on the television and someone wants me to watch with her. |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
Don't sound like a bad way to spend pre-Father's Day to me. ~*~ If they give you lined paper, write sideways. ~*~ |
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Startime1955 Senior Member
since 2012-04-22
Posts 1072Alberta, Canada |
What a wonderful way to spend time...5 year olds are so active and say the darndess things... Your words paint it perfectly...*BIG HUGS* *may our dreams ever be magical* |
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